Wished
I wished to be pretty, I wished to be intelligent, but nothing work. All the rest have thirty-one, Until one day, I had a wish, I said "I wish I could live myself" I was anxious about my wish, but then I don't need to wish anything, but why did I wish for that? is it because I'm sad? or is it because I'm jealous of someone? I need to justify this. Now I know why, it's because I've been blind all this time. some people called me pretty, some called me I'm smart. I don't need to wish anything, I just need to be myself -Jennette (I'm new about this so please don't be mad at me for making this, thank youu. )
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